Middlesex

Emotions, in my experience, aren’t covered by single words. I don’t believe in “sadness,” “joy,” or “regret.” Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I’d like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions, Germanic train-car constructions like, say, “the happiness that attends disaster.” Or: “the disappointment of sleeping with one’s fantasy.” I’d like to show how “intimations of mortality brought on by aging family members” connects with “the hatred of mirrors that begins in middle age.” I’d like to have a word for “the sadness inspired by failing restaurants” as well as for “the excitement of getting a room with a minibar.”

—Jeffrey Eugenides

Ziad Ezzat

Ziad is a graphic designer and web developer with a degree in Economics. Wait, what? Based in scenic Oakland, California, he currently works as Creative Director for an investment firm in San Francisco. In addition to design and monies, his interests include books, music, motorcycling, photography, travel, cats, and serial commas.